In this place of tangled wrecks and meandering paths it's hard to know which is the right way- if there is one. But there's no sudden scratch of voices as they follow the twisting path. No creatures come bounding impossibly down the tilted junk piles with knives at the ready.... though they do come across more lasers, several this time, making a loosely criss-crossed web the duo can move through... very... carefully. Beyond that it looks like there might be an opening into a clearing a hundred meters ahead, though they'll have to be cautious...

And then they turn a corner to find a small cadre of shapes bobbing at about chest height. Not monsters. Robots! Small robots about a foot across, with flattened, rounded off shells colored a dull purple. They have no limbs, just a couple of long fins jutting back from their underside, a pair of jets mounted at their back to keep them suspended in the air. The three of them appear to be studying the rubbish... until one of them turns toward the humans' movement. A trio of unevenly placed lights glow at its front, and beneath that is... oh dear. That definitely looks like a gun.

It gives a thin electronic trill before its energy weapon opens fire.